BDSM at the Cutting Roomwith Chris Noth
A bustle of [BDSM aficionados ](a gaggle? a passel?) gathered at the Cutting Room in the Flatiron district last night to celebrate all things lusty and heinous with Domme Deitrich during Penthouse's Cat O Nine event. Cutting Room co-owner Chris Noth (aka Mr. Big of Sex in the City fame) was also there, ostensibly fixing the jukebox (according to event organizer Aerik Von, who admitted he didn't even realize who Noth was.)
Noth also found time to hang out and admire two women in action. One was topless and enjoying a good swish of cat-o'-nine-tails from her attractive dominatrix. Von, who said his aim was to make the BDSM scene in New York sexy again, was having a grand time. His events, he said, were also designed to reunite two things so long torn asunder in the city: bondage and booze.
He has plans to stage his next party at Folsom Fair, the infamous SF street party where all things leathery and fetish are on display, but then he'll return to Manhattan. In the meantime, the Cutting Room, normally known as a rock venue, gradually filled up with a BDSM crowd. The first punter to arrive in costume looked like a German soldier, although he sensibly opted to go sans swastika. Then came a devil, not wearing Prada but a pair of rubber shorts and little red horns, with a matching ball-gag. A cutie in a silver dress called Sarina Suno hopped up on stage and started playing her red violin, and the whipping and flogging began in earnest.
A man in a leather hood came up to me to ask if he could be my slave, and handed me a piece of paper that read: "Goddess, may I serve you?" It listed things that he was willing to do: be my footstool or my ashtray, massage my feet and even clean my apartment. The last one was tempting, but I declined, as I did another offer to road test a new pair of nipple clamps. At around midnight, a bevy of beautiful dommes from Hidden Eye led by Mistress Avalon pulled up in a limo. As it drove away, a cop car slowed down for a better look, and obligingly stopped long enough for a woman in a full body gimp suit to run up to them and mug for the crowd.